Restaurants usually offer peeling services, but Song Nuan deliberately threw the conversation at Zhong Qingya, just to embarrass her.
Zhong Qingya smiled and said calmly, "You have Zhou Jing, why don't you just have him peel it for you?"
Song Nuan: "..."
"What are you standing there for? Miss Song has already stated her needs, and you're still standing there like an idiot." Zhong Qingya gave Ouyang Zhoujing a teasing look. "Have you never pursued a girl before?"
Li Jingchen could no longer tolerate it.
Snap—
He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, his face ashen, looking as if he was about to explode at any moment.
"What are you doing?" Zhong Qingya grabbed him, somewhat displeased. "Why did you suddenly slam the table? You startled me."
Li Jingchen brushed her hand away, "Get out!"
Zhong Qingya was stunned.
She never expected that Li Jingchen would dare to offend her like that, telling her to get lost. Was he crazy?
"What are you doing?" Zhong Qingya's face darkened. Although she was sitting, she had a strong presence. In comparison, her aura was in no way inferior to Li Jingchen's.
Li Jingchen ignored her. He must be out of his mind to believe her nonsense. He just sat there and watched how she would try to bring Ouyang Zhoujing and Song Nuan together.
With a long stride, he stepped directly over the sofa. "Song Nuan."
Li Jingchen called her name.
His tone carried a strong sense of threat, warning, and an almost imperceptible, humble plea.
Song Nuan knew that he was calling her because he wanted her to come with him.
Ouyang Zhoujing naturally knew that Song Nuan was sitting next to him. Her hand, hidden under the table, was tightly gripping her pants, and it was not hard to see her hesitation and struggle.
He lowered his eyes, sighed silently, then smiled and encouraged her, "Go back with him, explain everything clearly, and don't let me cause any unpleasantness."
Li Jingchen frowned almost imperceptibly.
"I'm sorry," Song Nuan said softly to Ouyang Zhoujing as she stood up.
He shook his head and smiled.
Song Nuan bit her lip, picked up her bag, and took the lead in walking out. Li Jingchen gave Ouyang Zhoujing a meaningful look before following her out.
The air in the restaurant circulated instantly.
As soon as they left, the smile on Ouyang Zhoujing's lips faded, leaving only a hint of coldness.
He gave a forced smile. "Miss Zhong, have you had your fun?"
Zhong Qingya didn't answer, her face dark. What a great opportunity to assert her dominance and provoke Song Nuan had just vanished. No wonder she was angry.
Feeling angry, and with Song Nuan gone, Zhong Qingya could only vent her anger on others.
She glared coldly at Ouyang Zhoujing, "The heir of one of the four great families? I've never seen such a spineless man as you."
Should we insult him?
Ouyang Zhoujing smiled nonchalantly, "It's A-Jing's birthday in a few days. He won't invite you, but if you want to go, I can prepare an invitation for you."
"Birthday? How come I didn't know that?"
"It's normal that you don't know," he retorted lightly with a mocking tone. "After all, nobody welcomes you, so naturally they won't let you know about this."
Zhong Qingya: "..."
She turned her face away and threw her knife and fork onto the plate with a sharp, jarring clang. "You think I care? If it weren't for Li Jingchen, you wouldn't even have the right to sit here and talk to me!"
"Is that so?"
He rose smoothly, his movements so elegant and swift that it didn't seem like he'd been asked to leave, but rather like he'd been bored for a long time and finally found a reason to go.
"Miss Zhong, please enjoy your meal. I won't disturb you any longer."
"Oh, right."
After taking only two steps, Ouyang Zhoujing stopped again, turned to look at her, and curled his lips into a mocking smile. "Zhong Qingya, you really should thank Song Nuan. If it weren't for her, do you think I would be willing to put on this lousy show with you?"
After saying that, he left without hesitation.
The dining table, which had been bustling just minutes before, suddenly became deserted. It seemed that everyone had left with Song Nuan, their presence not out of respect for her, but because of her—
This realization brought Zhong Qingya to the brink of emotional collapse.
She grabbed her hair and screamed in frustration for a long time. Then, with a sweep of her arm, she knocked all the food off the table to the floor, making a loud clattering noise.
None of the staff members went forward immediately; some of the more experienced ones even went to close the door, flip the sign, and shut the door to guests.
The place was a complete mess.
Zhong Qingya's eyes were bloodshot, and it took her a long time to calm herself down.
“Ouyang Zhoujing, Li Jingchen—”
She gritted her teeth, the words practically squeezed out from between her teeth, brimming with hatred, "You dare to treat me like that? You just wait."
...
On the deck, the sea breeze tousled Song Nuan's long hair.
She brushed aside the strands of hair that were obscuring her eyes, casually took out a hair tie, and pulled her hair back loosely, revealing her beautiful, unadorned features.
Li Jingchen stood beside her, hands in his pockets, without saying a word.
"You called me out, and you haven't said a word?"
"You know what I'm going to do."
He parted his lips, his expression indifferent. There was enough space between them for another person to stand, but neither of them was willing to take a step closer to the other, letting the sea breeze fill the space between them.
"Back to Liangcheng, is that right?" Song Nuan stated the question calmly.
Li Jingchen remained silent, and for the first time ever, he smoked in front of her. He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke toward the sea, which was quickly blown away, leaving only a few specks of smoke.
His voice was a little hoarse, "It's not that I don't want you to see Du Kangtao, it's just that the time isn't right yet."
Song Nuan laughed weakly, as if mocking herself; she no longer knew what expression to wear when facing him.
Do you think it's only Du Kangtao's problem?
"Otherwise what?"
Song Nuanqi laughed. He actually had the nerve to ask her, "Otherwise?"
He promised her just a few days ago that he had dissolved the engagement with the Zhong family. Even if the dissolution agreement was destroyed, he didn't struggle at all. Is he planning to marry Zhong Qingya like this?
Song Nuan suddenly remembered her dream from earlier that day.
If things continue as they are, Li Jingchen might actually marry Zhong Qingya.
She suddenly felt exhausted and didn't want to say anything more. Relationships were just a burden, something she should have realized long ago.
"Let's go, I'll go back to Liangcheng with you."
The helicopter couldn't carry that many people, so Li Jingchen and Song Nuan went back first, while Lin Xuan took a boat back.
Back in Liangcheng, Song Nuan wanted to take a taxi back to the villa, but Li Jingchen didn't give her a chance at all. He snatched her phone, turned it off, and locked it in the closet.
"What are you trying to do now?" she asked, looking annoyed.
"You're not leaving the garden until we've finished talking."
here we go again.
Song Nuan was really annoyed and fed up. She couldn't stand his tactics or his temper for even a moment longer.
She immediately turned her back on him, saying, "We have nothing to talk about! I don't want anything from Huayuan or Wanhuayuan anymore; just have the auntie throw it away."
"As for the items you bought, have Lin Xuan make a list for you, and I will transfer the money to your account."
Li Jingchen's expression hardened. He took a few steps forward, closing in on her. "What do you mean?"
"Was I not clear enough? Li Jingchen, this is the end for us. From now on, let's be strangers, leave each other alone, and let each other go, okay?"
Like strangers?
Do not disturb each other?
Let each other go?
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